I want to save the world some day, and help those children fight
The kind that get lost along the way, or are ignored their life
I found out in school some day, that all they taught me was a lie
No history really matters, when in conversation about the world war
in comparison the the current world plights
Why you lied, is the system that corrupt
When will I learn, the truth of concern
Perhaps I'll join a protest group, or argue till I'm right
Or fight with every human who questions my mind
Then I'll find an NGO someday, and help with the power of controversy
Simulate A hard appearance, of superiority, in order to help those with inferiority
The world will know, and I will see, the children will grow
and tomorrow's generation will learn the real life
The kind that is hidden from human eyes, yet exists
with all under the carpet pile
Don't cry for me, Don't laugh at me, Let me be
I love my life purpose
Oh that beautiful childish desire, and time state
Where life becomes unreal, and its corrupt truth, reality
What a beautiful purpose, so strong and with complete meaning
So many late teenagers memories, and forever a human territory..
When self has fought for the world, self learns to be its own world.
